Enter the Monk
Growing up in their monastery, Abel and Cain were the best of friends. Yes, there was nothing but the fondest of memories in those days. But times change, and as the two brothers grew older, they recognized different paths. Brother Abel felt the need to do good at all times, it was just in his blood. He was popular amongst his peers and had a charismatic personality. His twin however, had a dark side about him, and he resented the way his older sibling was treated by the community. Bitterness grew, until one day a mighty conflict erupted.
The two journeyed down the path less traveled, like they do every midsummers' eve. This was a routine that every Monk endured, a lesson in meditation so to speak. Trusting his brother, Abel had no reason to suspect what was about to happen. In the middle of their training, Abel was attacked brutally and knocked senseless by Cain's unarmed strikes. After what seemed like an eternity, the darkness gave way to light, and there on the path they spoke their last words to each other.
"My good brother, I resent everything about you...for your popularity and leadership would truely bring you the title of Master in our Monastery. I cannot live like this any longer, and that is why you have felt my outrage. I will always love you dear brother, but if our paths ever cross again, I cannot let you live. Please, forgive me...", and with that, Cain turned his back and left Abel laying on the path all but dead. Abel watched his brother for the last time...slowly walking off the path and fading into the distance.
After a day of recovering, Abel gathered what strength he had left and returned to his monastery. The village labeled Cain an outsider- a good heart turned evil. After a time, word had it that the evil brother had indeed taken an oath of evil, and joined what was called: the Under-Dark. This had all but broke Abel's heart. But the older brother vowed to one day find him and bring him back. For in every man's soul there is good. "I will find him and turn his heart, if it's the last thing I do." So, armed with only a sling and his wits, the Monk started his long and tiring journey: a quest that meant more to him than anything else.